Are You A Rescuer?
It’s 7AM and I’m parked in my big overstuffed chair drinking coffee. My husband, who missed his early morning run due to rain, was leaving the house. I casually said to him, “Hey, it’s too bad you didn’t think of working out in my office.” I was startled when he snapped at me. I swallowed back the snarl that felt like coming out of my mouth and began asking lots of questions so I could find out what was wrong – and fix it. Yes, he was pretty frustrated to miss his workout. We talked and he left for work feeling much better. But I didn’t feel good and I knew why.
When my husband barked at me I immediately went into rescue mode. Whatever wasn’t working, …